Guilt hits me in waves,
Each one stronger than the last.
What have I done?
I said I wouldn't do it again,
But here I am;
Hating myself because I couldn't
Stop.
Hate flows throughout
My body.
Why did you do it?
I can't stop myself,
Once I start there's no going
Back.
I can't stop this feeling in my stomach,
The one that twists and breaks.
You know this is wrong, right?
I know that it is wrong,
And it makes me feel
Sick.
I hate myself and no one knows
Why.
Secrets lay beneath this pretty
Façade.
Let go.
But how do you let go of an eight-year-old
Crutch?
Doing this alone is harder than it
Seems.
But telling someone would be like
Murder.
But murder would be
The easy way
Out.
So why don't you do it
To yourself?
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Hey, Wattpaders!
This is a more dark poem, it's a side of myself that I don't usually let people see.
I think that this is all I will be posting for today, but I'll be posting twice on Saturday!
May your reading, or writing, be as marvellous as you are!
-Emily
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